angst cycle (iii) 
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rationalis capex 
the batman sanity 
i always found funny 
now you know 
the kraken woke
 
yes 
it’s a sane insanity 
apparently 
or so abbesses claims 
the croke still woke
 
yes yes 
i would the graveyard do 
were i so be 
disorganised 
but i never was 
a learn to call 
mild misfortune out 
wrap it in a satin cap 
feel it wake 
prepare
 
for grave misfortune 
has the croak 
grave misfortune 
that’s the unavoidable 
if you cannot manage mild 
grave will gorge on you 
grave and me have met 
too many times 
it will meet us all again 
and take and take 
the yard is husk 
it's grave the croak
 
anger yes 
at your broken of my iron bones 
you asked 
i gave 
you discarded 
without to me 
an ah 
anger yes 
intensity yes 
but never hate 
not yet
 
but skinny dip and werdenboeks 
your omit the rape of distant hearts 
i cannot do 
ich kanne nicht deine Gift geben 
though no doubt my own in blindness 
another in other ways can cause
 
wrong impression 
such denial 
does not mark you well 
look behind 
that wrong impression 
beyond your rain 
behind your nets 
shine your light 
in your space 
in all your space 
see the possessions 
for once see the possessed 
all the possessed
see
 
don’t wonder why 
the twitching nets 
admit
 
what scorn 
my anger yes 
or is the scorn 
your scorn
 
retract my jealousy 
you miss the pain 
why do i not ride the catapult 
to dublin 
i do not want to see 
that pain again 
why do i talk of cut 
i do not want to see 
that pain again 
to retract that jealousy 
is to retract the flame 
ignore the fuel 
polluting seas 
it the kraken woke
 
i’m still at all or cut 
i have no other place
 
i could retract 
when no to be is shining on 
it’s not a reason trade
 
it’s all or cut 
i’m still at all or cut 
it’s all or cut 
i’m still at all or cut
 
if only 
that infirmary road 
up infirmary road 
was the infirmary road 
i deeply held of taking 
the healthy willing fit 
the you 
that you 
that you will never be 
for another insanity 
the up infirmary road 
the fantasy 
the team of instinct need 
fulfilled 
the fantasy
 
i’m sorry 
i have no other place 
it’s all or cut 
i’m still at all or cut 
it’s not a reason thing
 
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